Footsteps sounded from behind, Ning Wan'e carried the bag downstairs with difficulty, followed by Jiang Yingxue.
The servant rushed forward, "Madam, let me do it…"
Ning Wan'e waved her hand and placed the bag on the sideboard next to the dining area, "Yaoyao, do you want to bring anything else to meet your friends? We prepared a lot of gifts for the festival just recently; shall I get you two boxes?"
Looking at the mistress's posture, one could hardly find any fault.
"No need," Jiang Yaoyao said with a light sneer, "My friends don't like second-hand goods."
Ning Wan'e tried to explain, "They're unopened, all brand new…"
"Still, I prefer driving a new car," Jiang Yaoyao flipped her long hair, "What do you say, President Jiang? Made up your mind yet?"
Jiang Hongzhou's face was cold.
Ning Wan'e immediately responded, "Yaoyao, are you going to drive out? That's perfect, you can take Xuexue's car."